AN: Thanks to Caz who helped me down it to 500. Also Lorcan d'Earth is a canon character, so it belongs to J.K. Rowling.

Month: October

Prompt: Survive

Location: Transylvania, Romania

Word Count: 500

"I think it would be extraordinary if we have little ones," Luna said dreamily as she sipped her tea.

The couple had been invited by the part-vampire Lorcan d'Earth. The man had been a long time friend of Theodore's father and mother. Since Theo had been a child, the vampire had taken a liken to him, always telling him that he would make a great vampire, but he respected Theo's preference to be a wizard.

Nott's eyebrow rose as he heard Luna. In all honesty, Theodore had thought about having children, but not right now. He still wanted some time alone with Luna and he was still afraid of being just as horrible as his own father. He would never forgive himself if he treated his children like he had been treated.

"Ah. That would be wonderful. Their blood will simply be the best out there, one of a kind." Lorcan smiled as he looked at Theo.

"They'll be special," Luna agreed, nodding at Lorcan.

Theodore shook his head. "If you're saying that to convince me, then my answer is still no."

The part-vampire looked shocked. "Of course not, Theodore. I'm just saying that the Nott line will flourish and will be one of the few if not the only pureblood family that survives the chaos of what has happened in Britain."

Raising his wine glass, Theo drank and after finishing it, he cleared his throat. He felt angry and did not meet Luna's eyes with his own.

Lorcan smirked. "Well would you look at the time – I must get ready for my hunt." Standing up he winked at Luna who smiled and left the two young lovers alone.

Theo stood up first and went for his room. Luna followed him and both walked in silence.

It wasn't a comfortable silence.

This type of silence for them meant that something was wrong.

It continued all the way to their room. Theodore was taking off his shirt when Luna's small hand touched his shoulder blade, causing him to stiffen.

"Why are you so afraid?"

He sighed, his shoulders slumping. "I'm not afraid." And he walked to the bathroom, not wanting to talk about the touchy subject.

But Luna followed him. "Yes you are. You aren't like him. You never were, ca-"

Theo turned around and glared at Luna. "I am like him!" He closed his eyes as his hands pulled at his hair. The tiny voice that he had kept hidden away taunted him a bit but then left. "I'm sorry." He hadn't meant to lash out.

Her small hand reached for his, stopping him from hurting himself. "Don't you feel? Don't you see? You are so different, you have a heart, a conscience, Theodore. You survived," she whispered as she snuggled into his chest.

"Please, Luna. I don't want to talk about this. I don't want to even think about my father," he hissed, the scar on his face deepening.

She hugged him, holding him to her. "I'm sorry."

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